From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Ning Shuang moved the second wooden box in front of the camera and then asked the staff to bring the other four boxes back.

All five boxes were placed on a round table, and the wax seals, numbers, and handling records were handed over to the notary.

Ning Shuang raised her hand to indicate: "Disassemble everything and check each piece one by one."

Zhao Jinyuan pressed down on box number two, sweat beading on his forehead: "The draw isn't over yet, why are you breaking the rules?"

No one cares about him.

Two workers put on gloves and removed the wax seal from the remaining wooden boxes.

The five bronze plaques were placed side by side on a tray, with their backs all facing up.

The bronze plaque in box number two bears the project's mark.

Zhao Jinyuan straightened his back, and the tension on his face subsided considerably.

As long as there are no problems with this plaque, South Bay Old Port will still belong to him.

Lu Yunzhou picked up the bronze plaque and weighed it in his palm a few times.

The weight difference is only slight, making it difficult for the average person to tell the difference.

However, after he sent the True Qi of Creation into the interlayer, a slight vibration was felt inside.

Lu Yunzhou handed the bronze plaque to Ning Shuang: "Open it up, there's something in the hidden compartment."

Ning Shuang glanced at him, then asked the project team to call in technical personnel.

The seal on the side of the bronze plate was pried open with a tool, separating the two layers of copper.

Hidden in the middle is a thin magnet, which is placed right below the project logo.

The technicians then inserted a plastic card into the edge of the mark and gently pushed it away, removing the entire mark.

The meeting immediately descended into chaos.

According to Fengming Group's regulations, the winning bid mark needs to be directly stamped onto the bronze plaque and integrated with it.

The piece in front of me is a separately made iron sheet that is attached to the bottom by magnetism.

As long as the problematic bronze plaque is placed in the designated wooden box in advance, the project can fall into the hands of the designated company.

Lu Yunzhou picked up the other four bronze plaques and tapped them a few times, producing a crisp sound.

The problem is that the bronze medal has an extra layer inside, which makes the sound muffled when it's struck.

Zhao Jinyuan's face fell.

The bidding assistant, who was responsible for moving the wooden boxes, took a step back.

He wore Ma Kai's name tag around his neck, and his collar was already soaked with sweat.

Ning Shuang ordered the venue to be sealed off and demanded that all staff members hand over their mobile phones to cooperate with the inspection of call records and bank statements.

Ma Kai's legs went weak, and he grabbed the corner of the table for support.

He knew that once the money was in the account, it would be impossible to completely trace it.

Ma Kai lowered his head: "It was Zhao Jinyuan who gave me the money. He asked me to change the number two bronze medal and promised to give me another sum of money after the project was secured."

Several cameras were pointed at him.

Zhao Jinyuan immediately denied it, and even said that Ma Kai had taken money from others and deliberately framed Jinyuan Project.

He spoke quickly and urgently, but his hand kept pressing on the phone in his pocket.

Ning Shuang closed the record sheet: "Suspend him from his duties and hand him over to the legal department for investigation. All evidence is sealed today; no one is allowed to delete it."

Two security personnel took Ma Kai away.

Zhao Jinyuan also wanted to leave, but was stopped by the notary.

Before the investigation results are released, Jinyuan Project's eligibility will be temporarily retained, and all companies will be required to participate in the selection process again.

Five spare bronze plaques were delivered from the Fengming Group warehouse.

The notary inspected the materials on the spot, randomly selected one, and stamped it with the Nanwan Old Port Project mark.

The entire process was completed in front of a camera.

The five bronze medals were placed into new wooden boxes.

Three notaries shuffled the boxes, renumbered them, and then sealed the lids with the notary office's seal.

This time, staff members are not allowed to approach the round table.

The selection order remains unchanged.

The first three companies took turns going on stage, and the bronze plaques they removed were all unmarked.

No one in the room was talking; everyone was focused on the remaining two boxes.

When it was Yuanchuan Construction's turn, Cheng Ye stood up and went on stage.

His hand hovered between the two wooden boxes, and he hesitated to make a choice.

His previous failure to be selected had already given him a taste of what it's like to fall from grace.

Lu Yunzhou sat in the back row and did not offer any advice.

Notaries were present, and they personally sealed the box.

Right now, it's all down to luck; no one can help Cheng Ye.

Cheng Ye gritted his teeth and picked up the wooden box on the right.

The seal was torn open, and the box lid was lifted.

The bronze medal was removed and placed face down on the tray.

Cheng Ye stared at the tray, paused for a few seconds, and then turned the bronze medal over.

The project footprint of Fengming Group has come into view.

Cheng Ye opened his mouth but remained silent for a long time.

He examined the bronze plaque three times, turning it over and over, before looking up at Lu Yunzhou.

Lu Yunzhou nodded to him.

Cheng Ye then grasped the bronze medal, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Two sleepless nights of planning, a million yuan scraped together by a group of brothers, and the first business after getting back on my feet—it's finally all coming to fruition.

Zhao Jinyuan remained seated, his face taut with tension.

The last wooden box was opened, and it contained empty cards.

The Golden Resources Project has been completely eliminated.

Ning Shuang signed the election record: "Nanwan Old Port Cultural Tourism Complex, undertaken by Yuanchuan Construction."

Applause erupted from the project office.

Zhao Jinyuan grabbed his briefcase and quickly left with his employees.

He didn't even look up when he passed by Cheng Ye.

Cheng Ye didn't stop him.

Once the project is secured, there will be plenty of opportunities to settle old scores later.

Half an hour later, the confirmation of winning the bid was delivered to Yuanchuan and his group.

After Cheng Ye signed the document, the smile on his face faded.

The project launch schedule is clearly outlined, with the initial design draft to be submitted within seven days and the port area safety assessment to be completed within fifteen days.

Professional designers, security consultants, and finance teams need to be in place as soon as possible.

Equipment rental, worker accommodation, insurance, and initial materials also need to be paid in advance.

That one million yuan deposit has been converted into a performance bond and cannot be recovered for the time being.

The money left in Yuanchuan's account wasn't even enough to cover his first month's salary.

Pang Wei calculated the amount three times with a calculator, finally settling on a figure of over four million six hundred thousand.

This doesn't even include unexpected expenses.

Cheng Ye held the start-up table: "Zhouzi, we've got the project, but we don't have enough money."

Lu Yunzhou put away the contract award confirmation letter: "Go and gather the workers, and find a designer and safety consultant as well. I'll take care of the money."

Cheng Ye wanted to ask more questions, but Lu Yunzhou had already handed him the list of personnel.

The brothers had staked their entire savings, so he, as the boss, had to make up the difference.

After leaving Fengming Group, Lu Yunzhou got into his car and dialed Su Qingwan's number.

The phone rang several times before it was answered.

The sound of documents being turned over could be heard from the other end; Su Qingwan was working.

Lu Yunzhou directly stated that he had won the bid for the old port in Nanwan, and then proposed to borrow five million, to be repaid within three months, with interest calculated according to market standards.

There was a moment of silence on the phone.

Su Qingwan chuckled, "I can lend you five million. Come to the villa in the north of the city at nine o'clock tonight, bring the contract and bring yourself."

Lu Yunzhou frowned.

The woman agreed too readily; there are probably conditions hidden behind it.

Lu Yunzhou tapped the steering wheel: "I'm only talking about the loan, don't try to raise the price."

Another laugh came from the other end of the phone.

Su Qingwan lowered her voice: "Once you're inside my door, I decide what we talk about. If you don't dare to come, go find a bank."

The phone hangs up.

Not long after, she sent another message.

"Clean the study upstairs first. I want to collect the interest on the five million personally."